Puppet Show
All you people around!
Now your excitement will grow!
All I’m welcoming you on my puppet show!
Here’s me and my crew,
Now we will entertain –
So you, honorable crowd, never will complain!
All you people out there!
Come sit! Enjoy the play!
If you’re not bored enough – no one make you stay!
Shadows dancing on the wall –
Story that will make you cry;
And all these puppets are mine,
They’re all made for peoples delight,
But I play it day after day,
It brings hell in joys despite…
While the planet goes it round,
Our play you’ll hear the sound!
This puppet is holy, that puppet is damned,
That one is a wolf, this one is a lamb.
Here are the clowns and kings in their darkest hour,
Making them live – how sweet is the power!
I can move them and kill them –
The joy is so true;
If some becomes boring, I’ll find something new.
The curtain rises up and music’s getting loud;
It look’s like shiny trap,
And I can’t make a sound.
I’m blinded by the light – still show is never stops.
I start forgetting lines,
And scream:” Enough! Enough!”
But organ-grinder smiles
And turns a handle rough…
You all will now applause,
You all be screaming: “Wow!”
The curtain’s falling down,
And we come take a bow.
But all that you can see –
To stop is forbidden for me;
And that is a question no more –
Who’s really a puppet inhere…
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